In the Great Hall at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry both the students and Professors were reacting to Rita Skeeter's article on the boy-who-lived. Up on the Professors table Dumbledore was silently fuming as the professors around him began to quietly whisper.

'How could this happen,' he wondered, 'all his plans that he had worked so hard on to achieve, dashed against the rocks. And all because the stupid boy couldn't just do as he was told. Why on earth did he have to go and marry a Slytherin, and the Nott boy of all people? Everyone knew that his father was a known Death Eater.'

"If he had to get married, why couldn't he marry a Gryffindor?" he grumbled to himself "Even a Hufflepuff would have been preferable to a Slytherin."

"What was that?" Minerva Mcgonagall asked him with a frown.

"Oh nothing dear," he replied, "just a bit shocked about this business of Harry getting married."

Minerva raised an eyebrow, "I'm sure we're all a bit shocked, But I suppose if he's happy…"

"But I worry about his friend's. Why would he take them to court? Harry must get along with his friends," Dumbledore butted in."

"Well, I suppose that is a concern," agreed Minerva, "but all we can do is support him the best we can."

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled sadly, "yes, of course Minerva, I suppose that is all we can do."

At the other end of the staff table Snape silently sipped his coffee as he listened to the other Professors gossip. As he listened he smiled into his cup, 'oh what fools' he thought. 'Why not just ask the boy if they wanted to know more?' the Potion's Professor wondered with a sigh.

Down at the Slytherin table things were much calmer. As the Slytherin students finished reading the article they turned to Draco and Blaize with their questions. They were friends with Theo they thought, so they should at least have some information.

"The paper got his name wrong. It's not Harry, but Hadrian," announced Blaize.

"Is it true," asked Graham Montegue, "that Potter had a falling out with the Weasley's and Granger?"

"Yes for the most part," answered Draco, "he had a falling out with the youngest two Weasleys, their mother and Granger. He's still friends with the twins though, and I'm not sure about the rest of the Weasley's."

"Well at least he learned about how awful the Weasley family is," grumbled a seventh year student from somewhere further down the table.

"Is it really true that he married Nott?" squeaked a tiny first year.

"Yes, he did," grinned Blaize.

"It was quite the beautiful ceremony," mentioned Draco.

"You were there," breathed Astoria Greengrass, "oh, please tell us about it."

All the younger years and a few of the older years listened in aww as Draco and Blaize regaled them with the tail of Hadrian and Theo's wedding.

Across the room at the Gryffindor table things were quite different. Fred and George scowled at the article.

"They got Hadrian's name wrong, Gred" said one twin.

"What do you think he'll do about it, Forge," asked the other.

"I don't know, but I think I know who gave Skeeter her anonymous tip," said the first twin while looking down the table at their younger siblings and friend.

That morning Ron, Ginny and Hermione had eagerly gotten up and headed to breakfast. They couldn't wait to see the article that would be written about Harry, surely it would bring attention to the fact that he shouldn't be married. When an owl from the Daily Prophet landed in front of Hermione, she lunged forward to snatch up the paper, nearly scarring the poor bird off in her eagerness.

As Hermione read the paper with Ron and Ginny leaning over her shoulder, she began to scowl.

"This doesn't say anything about how terrible it is for Harry to be married so young," complained Hermione.

"Um, Hermione," muttered Ron, he pointed at a section of the article, "look at this bit here, what does it mean trials. I haven't heard anything about that. Have you?"

Hermione scanned down the article. "Oh," she murmured, "this can't be true, if it was your mum would have said something, wouldn't she?"

"I don't know," said Ginny, "she didn't want us to participate in Order meetings, she might think we're too young to know."

"Yeah, that sounds like mum, besides that part of the article probably isn't even true, you know how Skeeter is," mentioned Ron.

Hermione took a deep breath, "you're right Ron, this is just Rita Skeeter sensationalizing the fact that Harry has not been himself."

"Yeah," said Ginny, "besides what would Harry even take us to court for, we haven't done anything."

Up in Harry and Theo's room the young couple were reading the article.

"Well, the only thing that she got wrong is your name." muttered Theo, "Other than that it's really just speculation."

Hadrian sighed as he got up, "I'm going to give Jacob a floo call to see what he says, just in case." Hadrian went over to their floo took a pinch of floo powder and called his solicitor. When Jacob answered Hadrian said "Good Morning Mr. Brown, Have you seen the article?"

"Ah, yes. I was expecting to hear from you after reading it. I take it you want my advice on what actions you can take?"

Hadrian nodded, " yes, is there anything that I can do?"

"Unfortunately," Jacob sighed, "everything in the article, aside from your name, came from a public record or was from a record that was obtained legally by Miss. Skeeter."

Hadrian groaned, "so there's nothing that I can do?"

Jacob grimace, "now I didn't say that. What I will do is write the paper requesting that they make a correction on your name. What I would recommend is that you and Theo come up with a list of subjects that you don't mind answering questions about. Then in a few weeks agree to an interview."

Hadrian grumbled, "I guess we can do that. Thanks for your help Jacob."

Jacob smiled, "you are most welcome, Mr. Potter. Now I think you need to get going to your class."

Hadrian grinned, "alright, Mr. Brown. Thank you, Goodbye."

Returning to Theo he gave his husband a hug. "Jacob said to come up with subjects we're willing to talk about, then we're going to have to do an interview," he grumbled.

Theo patted him on the back, "ok, it'll be fine. We'll get through it together, yeah."

Hadrian grinned into the top of Theo's head as he pulled him closer, "yeah, together. Thanks Theo."

Theo smiled up at Hadrian, "come on, we should get to class."

In number 12 Grimmauld Place, Sirius Black sat down to breakfast. When he had finished eating he opened the paper and was shocked to find an article about his godson. As he read his frown deepened.

'Had Hadrian seen this?,' he wondered.

"I hope he's alright. Maybe I should give him a floo call," he muttered to himself.

Glancing at the clock he saw that Hadrian would be in class by now, besides it was almost time for his mind healing session.

"I'll call him tonight," he said, "but first let's write him a letter," he said into the air.

He went up to his room, sat at his desk and began to pen Hadrian a quick letter.

Hello pup,

I read that article this morning. Are you alright? How about Theo? I hope you're having a good time at school. I'll give you a floo call tonight after dinner.

Sirius

As Elizabeth Owens sat down at her desk at the Ministry of Magic in the Social Service Department, she was surprised to discover a newspaper sitting on her desk. Opening the paper she frowned when she saw the article on Hadrian.

"This is the last thing those boys need," she muttered to herself. Pulling out a sheet of parchment she began to pen a letter to Hadrian and Theo.

Hadrian and Theo,

I saw the article when I got to work. I hope that you are both doing well. If either of you need anything at all please let me know. If you would like, I am willing to act as a witness for the newspaper or the courts on your behalf.

Elizabeth Owens

At the Burrow Arthur Weasly sat down to breakfast and opened the newspaper. Noticing the article on Harry he frowned as he read.

"Dear," he said to his wife, "look at this article about Harry. Do you know anything about this? Why on earth would he be taking us and Hermione to court?"

Molly Weasley came and leaned over his shoulder, scanning the article she scowled. Plastering a fake smile on her face, "I'm sure it's nothing dear, just a misunderstanding. Why don't you drink your tea? I'll make sure to clear everything up."

Arthur frowned and before he began to protest he took a sip of his tea. His eyes briefly fogged over before clearing. 'What was he about to say?" he wondered. Shrugging he agreed with his wife, "yes dear, of course," before returning to his breakfast.

At Malfoy Manor, in Wiltshire, Lord and Lady Malfoy were sitting down to breakfast. Lord Lucius Malfoy opened his paper as he ate. Raising his eyebrows as he read the article on the Potter boy.

"It seems that the Potter boy has wed Heir Nott." He told his wife.

"Oh," said Narcissa, "that is most surprising. Isn't he friends with Draco?"

Lucius scowled, "yes, you don't think our Draco has become friends with the Potter boy as well, do you?"

Lady Malfoy frowned, "it's possible. The article doesn't mention it?"

Lord Malfoy glanced back over the article, "it doesn't make any mention of it. It does however mention that Potter has had a falling out with his little friends. Evidently he's taking them to court. Although it doesn't mention why."

"Perhaps Draco knows," suggested Narcissa, "I'll write to him after our meal."

Lucius gave a curt nod, "If Draco has become close to Potter as a result of his marriage…" The Malfoy Lord heaved a sigh, "we will need to take some precautions. With the Dark Lord returned, things could become dangerous for us."

In Nott Manor, Lord Tiberius Nott was reading the paper when he came across the article about Harry Potter. As he read his face turned beat read with anger.

'I must ensure that my idiot son gets a divorce, as soon as possible,' he thought as he headed towards the floo.

With each step he became angrier. And perhaps because of his poor diet, or his drinking habit, or it could have been some unknown genetic condition, Lord Nott clutched his right arm as he felt a shooting pain go through it and fell to the floor unconscious. The Nott house elves of course rushed him straight to St Mungo's where as a Lord he was given his own private room. The Healers did everything that they could for him, but it seems as though he had an unknown heart condition that had gone untreated for too long. Five hours after he arrived at St. Mungos Lord Tiberius Nott was pronounced dead.

In Little Hangleton, Lord Voldemort sat on his throne in Riddle Manor. One of his Death Eaters came in and handed him a newspaper open to an article on that blasted Potter boy.

Skimming over the article he hissed at the Death Eater, "how could this happen, the son of one of his Death Eaters, we to his greatest enemy." Pulling out his wand and pointing it at the Death Eater he cast "CRUCIO…CRUCIO…CRUCIO," until the Death Eater was just a withering mess on the floor.

Calling all his Death Eaters together he announced, "The Nott family had betrayed us and our cause, they are now our enemy. Anyone who associates with them will also be my enemy. You are dismissed."

As Lord Malfoy left the meeting he was pale and shaking. 'Draco is friends with the Nott boy. I must find a way to protect my family," he thought.